I turned to you and said, "What life are we on?" I turned to you and the sun poured down, I turned to you I turned to you and we slipped out of time, I turned to you and the boats went by I turned to you I think we were young then, I think it was May I know I drank you in every time you looked away You better run from me my words are fire, you better run from me my words are fire You better run straight at me til I disappear This time around what a lovely form This time around we're a man and a woman, this time around You've been my mother and my brother, my child and my friend But this is the life we might get to transcend Straight at me you better run ... If you are her, and I am her, then we are just the same It takes all this light and all this heat To burn the rest away You better run ...